Chapter 270: The Heroic Words of the Thousand-Faced Sword Immortal (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)
"Hehe, Skyrim Ancestor, speaking of which, he is indeed a wonderful person!"
The old man smiled.
"This person can be said to be favored by this world, and going out to pick up treasures is just a very ordinary thing. ”
And it can always turn evil into good fortune, and anyone who has malicious intentions towards it will always encounter calamity inexplicably. ”
"And the Sect Master of the Blood Cloth, although he has cultivated to the heavens, he is also difficult to escape in the face of natural disasters!"
"In the last battle, dozens of ancestors of the six major sects besieged and killed the sect leader of the Bloody Cloth Sect, just when the six major sects fell into the upper hand, the sect leader of the Bloody Cloth Sect suddenly entered the body with evil demons, and went mad, but in the end, he was forced by dozens of ancestors, and finally had to explode on the Demon Cliff!"
Hearing this, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor had to sigh and said, "I see, in this way, the Bloody Cloth Sect Leader did not die at the hands of his predecessors. ”
"This time, fortunately, it was only the doppelganger who came, otherwise, the situation would be in trouble. ”
Seeing the worry of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor, he saw the old man smile and said: "Situ boy, you don't have to worry too much, back then, the Bloody Clothes Sect Leader was forced to blow himself up, even if it was a trick to cheat death, it is impossible to recover now, otherwise, with his terrifying strength, one person can sweep the entire Martial Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm, think about it, now he is not unwilling, but he can't!"
"Besides, I can feel that the person just now is very different from the Bloody Cloak Sect Leader back then, and it is still unknown whether he was the person back then. ”
"Huh?"
Hearing the old man's words, the Elder Chuangong, who had been wandering too far on the side, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Old fellow, you mean, that guy just now is a fake?"
"Ahem"
After a light cough, the old man waved his hand and said, "I can't pack the ticket!"
Hearing this, Elder Chuangong couldn't help but roll his eyes, he had already seen through this old guy's character hundreds of years ago.
"Ahem"
As if sensing the gaze of the Elder Chuangong, the old man couldn't help coughing lightly, although his old face was already difficult to turn red, but he was still a little uncomfortable.
At that moment, I saw him wave his hand and said: "Old man, I'm a little tired when I come out and walk around, okay Situ boy, Chuangong boy, the old man went back to rest, you can deal with the next thing." ”
After speaking, I saw the old man walking out with staggering steps.
Although the old man's footsteps were staggering, his figure had disappeared from the sight of the two of them in a few steps.
In the Gong Transmission Pavilion, there were only two people left, the Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor and the Elder Gong Transmission Pavilion.
I could only hear Elder Chuangong speak: "Situ, have you really decided to agree to the agreement with the other party?"
If it were someone else, they wouldn't have asked this suspicion.
However, it can be said that the Elder Chuangong has grown up watching this amazing Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor in front of him.
He naturally knew that although the other party looked at a cold face, this Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor was definitely a white-faced and black-hearted guy.
Back then, when he was young, he defeated one opponent after another, and in addition to his strong strength, he also used a lot of powerful means.
It's just that after he became the Ancestor of the Primordial Infant, his strength was already terrifying, so he slowly stopped using some means.
However, you say that he has changed his mind, but the elders do not believe it.
Therefore, Elder Chuangong felt that if the other party really violated the previous agreement in front of so many people, he would also believe it.
However, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor didn't know that the Elder Chuangong slandered him in his heart, so he just said lightly: "That's it, the agreement, it's better not to disobey it." ”
After speaking, I saw a flash of sword light under the feet of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor, and he was ready to leave.
"Wait!"
However, at this moment, Elder Chuangong stopped him.
Hearing this, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor couldn't help but be slightly stunned, then dispersed the sword light under his feet, and looked at the other party suspiciously: "What else is the matter with the Elder Inheritance?"
"Ahem"
Coughing lightly, he only heard Elder Chuangong say, "What are you going to do with that guy with a thousand faces?"
"How?"
The expression of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor was slightly puzzled, as if he did not understand the other party's words.
Seeing this, Elder Chuangong couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, knowing that the other party didn't understand the meaning of his words.
"That guy with a thousand faces, he has always coveted your position, this, you don't have any ideas?"
When Elder Chuangong said this, he was also very helpless.
In the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor is the only supreme existence, and even those venerable elders who continue to live still maintain a lot of respect for them.
Therefore, since the Wanjian Gate has been ten thousand years, the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor will only be inherited by the next generation after the death of the previous generation of Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor, and there has never been a disciple who has a provocative heart when the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor is alive.
However, this generation has a strange appearance of a thousand-faced sword immortal.
On the day he received the name of the Sword Immortal, in front of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor who gave him the reward, he said the "bold words" that he wanted to snatch the name of the other party's Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor!
One can imagine how wonderful the expressions of the other people present at the time must have been.
However, fortunately, this generation of Ten Thousand Sword Ancestors has a great bearing, otherwise, the Thousand Faces Sword Immortal might be killed on the spot.
After all, the other party's words are really a bit of a deception to the ancestors.
Originally, this matter was not taken to their hearts, after all, they only regarded each other as young and vigorous.
However, as the strength of the Thousand-Faced Sword Immortal became stronger and stronger over the years, he became more and more restless.
Today, he suddenly participated in the battle between the ancestors, although it was only a mending knife, but his desire to seize power was already known to passers-by.
In this regard, the Elder Chuangong was quite worried.
After all, the contemporary Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor can be said to be the strongest one in the past dynasties, and now that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is facing the threat of the Blood Cloth Sect and the Great Van Mora Sect, it is most necessary for the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor to be able to carry the banner.
However, the Thousand-Faced Sword Immortal is also amazingly talented.
The thousand-faced sword he cultivates is rumored to be the only flying sword that has the opportunity to cultivate the Ten Thousand Swords List to the peak.
It can be said that the potential of the Thousand-Faced Sword Immortal is very likely to be stronger.
Therefore, in the hearts of the elders who are concerned about the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it is a very headache for this matter.
However, Elder Chuangong soon discovered that his headache was obviously redundant, and there was even a taste that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry.
I only heard the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor smiled indifferently and said: "It's a good thing that a young man is ambitious, but it is far from enough for him to want this position, after all, the position of Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor at least needs a Yuanying Monk to inherit!"
Leaving this sentence, the sword light around the Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor flashed, and it disappeared directly in place.
Elder Chuangong looked at the place where the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor disappeared, his mouth opened slightly, but in the end, he still spit out a sentence-
"It's good that guy from Qianmian isn't here, otherwise when he hears Situ Boy's words, he might make something out again!"
Rubbing his brows with some headaches, Elder Chuangong soon stopped thinking about this troublesome matter.
After all, what is more important at the moment is the upcoming opening of the Martial Emperor Secret Realm.
"Alas, this time Situ Kid lost, Emperor Wu's secret realm has become more troublesome, it's a headache, let's discuss it with a few other old guys first!"
Shaking his head, he saw Elder Chuangong take a step forward and also left the Chuangong Pavilion.
......
"The Sect Master of the Blood Cloth Sect actually hit the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Divine Sword Peak!"
It didn't take long for a piece of news to spread like a snowflake throughout the Martial Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm.
Lin Yifan was in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, and when he got the news, he was also slightly stunned.
Although it was only hearsay, the fierceness of the battle that day can be imagined.
After all, he had also seen the Ten Thousand Swords Ancestor cast the Heavenly Sword Shadow.
Compared with the Heavenly Sword Shadow of the Ten Thousand Sword Ancestor, Situ Ming's kid's sword pill is really not worth mentioning.
However, thinking of the sword pill, Lin Yifan was excited again.
The next moment, I saw his right hand flip, and a cold sword pill appeared in his palm.
This sword pill is the one that was swallowed by Situ Ming's spirit of the 10,000-year-old snow lotus.
Lin Yifan finally subdued the 10,000-year-old Snow Lotus Spirit, and the sword pill that was swallowed by it, Lin Yifan naturally accepted it.
As for returning it to Situ Ming, Lin Yifan said that he didn't have such high feelings.
During this period of time, in addition to cultivation, Lin Yifan was also increasing his means.
Among them, this sword pill also took him a long time to successfully refine it.
Lin Yifan had seen the power of the sword pill, and he was naturally very satisfied with it.
"It's just a pity, the sword intent in the sword pill is a little less, and it can only be used as a killer weapon, but it can't be used in normal times!"
Lin Yifan said with some confidence.
After that, Lin Yifan put away the sword pills.
And just as he was about to continue studying the sword marks in the secret room, suddenly, a transmission note flew in.
I wondered who else would come to me now.
However, after taking the transmission note and taking a look, Lin Yifan was speechless for a while.
"It's actually that guy from Hua Qiandao, who hasn't been in touch for many days, but today he invited me to Qianyulou again?"
Lin Yifan thought in his heart, but he had the intention to refuse.
After all, at this moment, he didn't really want to go to the Thousand Jade Tower, in addition to not wanting to waste too much precious cultivation time, he also didn't want to see the former saintess of the White Lotus Sect now.
Last time, Lin Yifan used his own rhetoric to "trade" the ancient demon dragon reverse scale from the other party.
At the beginning, he promised to find what he wanted for the other party, but Lin Yifan didn't take it to heart when he turned around.
Isn't it a little embarrassing to see you now?
However, just when Lin Yifan wanted to refuse Hua Qiandao's invitation, suddenly, his gaze fell on the last few words of the transmission note.
"Interesting!"
Suddenly, the corners of Lin Yifan's mouth hooked up a light smile.
The next moment, I saw him stand up, pat the dust on his body, and walked out of the cultivation secret room.